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Happy Birthday to Me

Today, I turn 26.

I’ve never been the kind of person to bemoan a birthday. Maybe that will change as I get older, but I doubt it. I mean, it’s better than the alternative. All of us know someone who is sick, and all of us know someone who’s passed away too soon. To be anything other than grateful for the opportunity to age seems to me like giving a giant middle finger to God/the Universe.

So even though I would’ve been pleased to turn 26 no matter what, I want to say that this is an especially good birthday for me. The past year of my life has been, without a doubt, the best year ever. Almost a year ago I made the conscious decision to start working towards my goals instead of just daydreaming about them, and the very first step of my plan to become a writer was “Start a blog.” I didn’t suspect that the blog would become so important to me, or that I’d internet-meet so many cool people through it, or that my friends would be so supportive, or that it would lead to so many other writing opportunities.

On my 25th birthday, I wrote down my list of goals for the year. I wrote down the easy things (make a pie crust) and the difficult things (move). I accomplished most of the things on my list, even the big ones that scared me, the ones I thought I’d never be able to do. Part of the reason I could is because of the boost I got from Welcome to Ladyville, and the support I always feel from the people who read it.

This isn’t to say that last year was perfect. It wasn’t, by any means. Family members were and are sick, I was disappointed quite a few times, lots of tears were shed, and I had plenty of days where I felt like a complete failure who couldn’t do anything right. Also I spilled a green smoothie all over myself/my car one morning when I was late for work. But then again, this was also the year I discovered jeggings, so I guess I have to take the good with the bad.

Thank you so much for reading Welcome to Ladyville! It really means a lot to me.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

In a very short time, I’ll be doing something I’ve been wanting to do for, oh, three years now: moving!

I’ve mentioned my yearly goal lists before. This year’s goal list included something that I knew would be difficult for me: moving out of the ‘ville. Truthfully, I never intended to stay here this long after I graduated. Actually, I didn’t plan to stay here at all, but life happened and I needed money and I’m very attached to my family and I’m afraid of change and LONG STORY SHORT it finally hit me this year that I’m very unhappy living here. One of my biggest pet peeves is people who complain about problems that they can easily solve instead of taking action, and yet, here I was. Sending “I’m so lonely” e-mails to my best friend at night because literally not a single friend lived within an hour of me, and there wasn’t a coffeeshop or bookstore within 30 minutes, and they only people I’d seen that day were men over 50 (my coworkers), and I hadn’t made a new friend in approximately forever. I rationalized all the reasons I was stuck. I have a job here! This is a good job! I could never find a place in Columbus I could afford! And on, and on, and on.

But you know what? Do you think when Lady Gaga turned 25 she was like, “Oh, I guess I will just coast through this year doing things the same way I always have.” No way. Lady Gaga never stops reinventing herself, and neither should I. So last week I signed a lease on my dream apartment, and I couldn’t possibly be more excited to move in. I’ll be close to my friends, my favorite stores, restaurants, coffee shops, and probably even some things that don’t involve food. Or, I don’t know, most of the things I’m excited about involve food. Whatever.

I’ve made a lot of changes this year, big and small, and probably to you guys they would all be NBD. But, since we’re all friends here at Welcome to Ladyville, I can admit that I have a hard time with change. I’m most comfortable reading a book on my couch until I forget about the ways I’m unsatisfied. I know you are all surprised by this because I present myself as so cool and together on this blog (ha…kidding, guys). But I made a promise to myself that my 25th year would be my best one yet and that I would do everything I could to make my dreams come true, Hall and Oates style.

I’m excited about where my life’s headed for the first time in a long while. Even though I’m actually going to be dealing with some pretty big inconveniences (I hate the process of moving, and, oh, did I mention I’m keeping my job and will be driving an hour both ways everyday? Like I said, problem with change! And I like my job), I feel like that cliched, metaphorical weight has been lifted off of me. I can’t wait to make new friends, reconnect with my old ones, and explore my interests more fully.

I only intended for this post to explain why I won’t be posting much this week, but I somehow turned it into this cheesy, personal thing. I promise that very soon I’ll be back to talking about Drake, my boobs, Zooey Deschanel, and all the weird stuff I bought at a thrift store. But I also wanted to tell you guys how much it really does mean to me that you read the silly things I post everyday, leave me comments, post links on your Facebook pages, tell your friends about the blog, etc. I am so touched when my friends take time to read the blog, and I’m equally excited when someone I don’t even know personally lets me know that they’ve been reading. The support and encouragement I’ve received from this little blog have given me the courage to do a lot of things I don’t know if I could have done otherwise. I DON’T WANT TO GET TOO EMOTIONAL, YOU GUYS! But I think it’s too late! I love you all!

Anyway, the impending move means I have a lot of packing to do this week. Who has two thumbs, 7 boxes of books, and an inherited tendency to be a pack rat? This girl! So I might not be posting on my typical, every-day-at-6 schedule. Not that I necessarily think you will care or notice, but there it is anyway. Look forward to lots of new posts when I move on topics like: Decorating your home using only things you found at the thrift store! Trying to make new friends while being really socially awkward! Getting really, really skinny because you spent all your money on home decor items and now all you can afford to eat is ramen noodles and frozen vegetables! Trying new restaurants even though you shouldn’t be spending money on restaurants but you have weird priorities! The things you think of when you spend two hours a day in a car! There’s a lot to look forward to.

Happy Birthday to Blog

A few days ago was the one month birthday of Welcome to Ladyville. I celebrated by forgetting that it was the one month birthday of Welcome to Ladyville! So, here’s my fashionably late thank you. Thanks to my friends for reading this and sending links to people. Thanks for your encouragement, for telling me I’m funny, and for telling me I’m a good writer. I appreciate it so much. This is just a blog and it’s by no means groundbreaking, but your kind words have been a tremendous source of support for me in terms of writing in general.
To anyone I’ve never met who’s reading this: thank you! I know that we aren’t, like, real-life hang out friends, like I can’t just call you up and ask if you want to go get ice cream, but I like to think of us that way. I don’t want to give the impression that there are so many people reading this blog, because there are not. Still, a surprising-to-me number of people are reading, and that makes me really happy! I promise to uphold my end of the bargain by continuing to post embarrassing stories about my life and the more-than-occasional picture of Cher.
And if you are reading this and you’re not even a lady (maybe you are a gentleman, or a puppy?), I salute you. May you learn to appreciate Dolly Parton and realize the futility of yelling things from cars.
Here’s to you, ladies and gents!